The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

He he... His name is Miss He's son and wife?

The uncle gasped and looked at Shen Tianyu, and then quickly looked at Ye Miao. He couldn't believe that Ye Miao was not angry.

The uncle suddenly raised his forehead and his face darkened, because he remembered that He Jiao used to say: If I were a man, I would take care of all the beauties in the world.

Miss He, although your child is a son, he doesn't seem to resemble you at all!They all became wives.

The uncle sighed.

At this time, the nearby bosses, they heard the noise and opened the door. When they saw Ye Miao, the older people covered their mouths and cried. Like the uncle, they knew that Ye Miao was He Jiao's son without a doubt.

It's great that Miss He's child is still alive.

No one stepped forward to disturb, everyone silently looked at Ye Miao at the door of the store, already covered their mouths and burst into tears.

"Boss, is it... someone you know?"

A young man in the store poked his head out nervously and asked the uncle anxiously.

He looked outside, and there were at least twenty off-road vehicles in rows. Those people were fully armed, and they were all leaning against the vehicles, talking and laughing, with blood on their bodies and hands.

"I know you, come out now that you're free!" the uncle waved at them happily.

But they were still a little wary, and they all hugged the chairs in their arms tightly and refused to come out.

"It's okay, it's Miss He's son."

The joy on the uncle's face could no longer be concealed.

As soon as Ms. He said these three words, they immediately had smiles on their faces. Although they had never met He Jiao, they had all heard about He Jiao from the elders in the family. Master He's deeds have been passed down, and it has not been broken for more than 20 years.

"Come and come, say hello."

The boss waved to the store again, expressing his joy.

The young men and young ladies in the store immediately threw away their chairs and left the store one after another, bowing respectfully to Ye Miao, and even peeking at Ye Miao.

Wow! ! !It looks so cute and small!

They changed from peeking to staring at Ye Miao fiercely. After all, people in Shacheng are generally tall, and women are more than 1.7 meters tall, so seeing Ye Miao so petite is naturally refreshing.

Ye Miao frowned, her eyes clearly said that he was short.

Is it my fault that I'm short, people look at me like that every time.

Ye Miao was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, could she still get along well.

The housekeeper knew that Ye Miao was angry, so he quickly got into the topic and asked the uncle, "I don't know if the small hotel we used to live in is still there."

"Yes, everyone takes turns to clean every day, and they are all clean."

The uncle smiled and said while leading the housekeeper and the others to the alley behind the store, and after a while a hotel in the shape of a villa came into Shen Tianyu's and Ye Miao's eyes.

It is a wooden house, with a large balcony and a courtyard on the first and second floors, but there is nothing in it and it is desolate.

There are houses all around, and the house is tightly buried in it, but it looks like it is deliberately protected.

Shen Tianyu instantly understood why Wen Dai and Dean joined Ye Miao without hesitation after knowing Ye Miao's identity, not because they believed in them, but to repay He Jiao.

It seems that my wife's grandfather and mother have done a lot of good things here, otherwise the villa would not have been protected by local residents after more than 20 years.

"At that time, I thought that maybe you would come back to live in the future, so everyone has been taking care of the house."

The uncle held back his tears and said, took out the key and opened the gate of the villa.

The moment the door was opened, the luxurious decoration greeted us. The floor tiles were made of marble, and the chandeliers were made of crystal lamps. They descended vertically from the roof of the second floor with a sense of hierarchy. They were furnished with luxurious European and American furniture and With the warm lighting, money is all in sight, and it can be seen how luxurious the life of the He family was at that time. This is a sand city where birds do not lay eggs, and it was more than 20 years ago.

Is this where my mother used to live?

Ye Miao looked up at the hall in front of her, watching quietly.

There are still photos of his mother and grandfather on the wall, almost every photo has the figure of the butler, the butler is almost blushing shyly, Mr. He wears glasses and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and He Jiao is all smiling. Laugh, very happy and childlike.

"The rooms are cleaned, you can go up and have a look." The uncle told the housekeeper.

The butler nodded with red eyes. He didn't expect to come here again more than 20 years later. He obviously said that he could bring him here if he wanted to, but that promise was not fulfilled in time.

"Young master, can I go upstairs to have a look first." The butler wiped away his tears and turned to ask Ye Miao.

Ye Miao nodded without stopping.

The butler hurriedly wiped away his tears and went upstairs to the room where he used to live with Mr. He.

The furnishings in the room remained unchanged, there was still a photo of him and Mr. He He Jiao on the bedside table, and the other photo was a family portrait, including the housekeeper Mr. He He Jiao, He Jie, and Miss He. Everyone was smiling at the camera. , looking very happy.

The butler picked up the photo, stroked the faces of everyone on it, tears dripped down the photo, and his vision blurred after a while.

Obviously everything was fine at the beginning, but everyone said they weren't there and they stopped.

The butler hugged the photo and lay down on the bed with his eyes closed, letting tears slide down the corners of his eyes.

There are too many good memories here, how happy he was before, and how painful his heart is now.

The butler opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand to caress his head with tears in his eyes. It looked like Master He was here, leaning over him, kissing his palm, bowing his head to kiss his lips, everything was so nostalgic and painful.

Probably because he was crying too sadly, the housekeeper seemed to really see Mr. He, lowered his head to smile at him, and stroked his face.

In this room, Mr. He hugged him again and again, cherishing him and pampering him.

He cried every time, and after crying, Master He coaxed him, guiding him step by step to let him fall, so that he only had him in his eyes.

"Master... I miss you so much."

The butler hugged the photo in his arms and curled up crying, so helpless.